The bright moon sits on the ground

The glazed red porcelain vase on the hollow wooden frame was crumbling. It fell from the high platform and landed on the bluestone floor tiles. There was only a sharp sound. A crack appeared first, and then the crack spread rapidly. Splashing away in all directions.

This crisp sound seemed to indicate something, Po Jun's gaze stayed on the fragments of the porcelain bottle for a moment, then he lifted it up.

The door of the side room opened in response to the sound, and the night outside was heavy, as if a jackdaw passed by, startling the shadows of the trees to toss up and down.

I'm afraid Qi Qianyuan specially picked such an unobtrusive time to come to visit, but he never expected to bump into this nobleman making a move. His face was covered with a layer of gloom, but his expression was still calm. The folding fan was handed over to the guard beside him.

The thin veil is like mountains and mountains, covering it tightly. Sometimes a corner is lifted by the wind, and only sporadic scenes can be seen.

Those servants were forced by the guard's long sword to dare not take a step closer, and seeing that Qi Qianyuan had already stepped into the threshold, they knew that the situation was over. They knew in their hearts that these things could not be put on the surface, so they were frightened. Stock war war,? How about fainting.

Qi Qianyuan smelled a strong smell of alcohol coming towards his face, he paused, and then continued to walk forward.

"Such a big movement." He said slowly, "No matter how deep your lord fell asleep, you should wake up from your dream, right?"

He couldn't see clearly, but Po Jun could see clearly, the nobleman had no mind, no different from dementia, after he was thrown out of bed, he lay on the cold ground for a while, his eyes gradually became focused, and he was in a trance Yes, he stood up reluctantly, and when he heard a sound coming from outside, he couldn't tell who was talking, but felt a little familiar, so he stumbled out.

Qi Qianyuan heard disorganized footsteps, he didn't see the nobleman himself, so he couldn't confirm what happened to him, because the room was filled with the smell of alcohol, he took it for granted that this person was drunk.

"The trouble in the middle of the night is not because I want to make it difficult for you." The moment he heard the sound of footsteps, his body was stretched like a string. If a body of flesh and blood rushed over, it would only be cut into pieces by the stretched string. Block, "I'm here to ask you for someone."

Before he finished speaking, the nobleman seemed to have heard some words that he shouldn't have heard. He became frightened, trembling all over, and staggered a few steps. His originally vain steps became heavy, like a trapped animal. With a roar, he rushed over.

The heavy curtain was lifted, and the fierce wind howled, Qi Qianyuan raised his head and looked towards the source of the vortex.

For a moment, Po Jun suspected that he and he were looking at each other. However, under the layers of veils, he didn't make a sound. Qi Qianyuan didn't know if he was here, and if he was, in which direction... I don't know where this weird feeling came from, but before he could think about it, Qi Qianyuan had already dodged the blow, raised his leg and tripped the delirious nobleman to the ground.

The next action was taken for granted. The young Fifth Highness grabbed the middle-aged man's skirt, folded his wrist skillfully with the other hand, and threw him onto the hollow wooden frame at the corner. The wooden frame shook violently. After a while, the sound of the broken pieces of the porcelain vase embedded in the sole of the foot could be clearly heard—Qi Qianyuan took a Langhao brush from the side, and the movement was fast and ruthless, piercing his shoulder in an instant.

His series of actions were so smooth, and things happened so fast, maybe those dull servants haven't seen it clearly.

The nobleman wanted to struggle, but the angle Qi Qianyuan picked was just right. One end of the pen was stuck between his flesh and bones, and the other end was stuck between the wooden frame and his body. As soon as he moved a little, he immediately felt the tear Heartbreaking pain hit.

Qi Qianyuan narrowed his eyes and didn't speak immediately, but looked carefully at the person in front of him for a while.

A guard rushed over behind him, knelt down very quickly, regretted deeply, and said, "Your Highness, it's because of your negligence of duty that you failed to..."

"Shut up." There was no trace of anger in this sentence, and even a little tiredness, Qi Qianyuan said, "Go back and receive the punishment yourself."

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze back, with a look of disappointment in his eyes, let go of the hand holding the nobleman's collar, took two steps back, and said coldly: "I don't reason with two kinds of people in this life, one is a fool, One is crazy, and as it happens, you have both."

Everyone saw it, and it was the nobleman who made the move first, so there was no way to justify and turn things around.

Qi Qianyuan saw that the nobleman was disheveled, and he didn't look like he just woke up. Combined with the panic shown by others when he asked about the boy who was similar to his age before, he probably guessed something. He frowned slightly. Wrinkled, then took out a clean handkerchief from his pocket, wiped his hands, handed it to the guard who followed closely, and walked into the depths of the room.

The depth of this room is very quiet, behind the curtain, it seems to be another place, completely cut off from the outside world.

He stood still outside the curtain, the veil was blown by the wind and brushed against his cheeks, Qi Qianyuan didn't raise the curtain hastily, he didn't smell blood, but behind the curtain, there was another scene not much different from the dead silence. A kind of silence, silent like an endless abyss.

"Ayas." He didn't hide the fact that he went to investigate, and called out, "I hope my trip didn't come back in vain."

"If you want to end the rest of your life, then do it. I will leave straight away and ask your soul to collect your body." Qi Qianyuan said, "If you want to live, then leave with me. The slow wind blowing in the Central Plains for years."

Through that layer of curtains, Po Jun listened quietly, thinking, if the person in this shell is not him, but the child he picked up casually named "Ayas", obviously he does not intend to end, Hearing Qi Qianyuan's words, he must be so angry that he committed suicide.

Immediately, he thought again, sure enough, this Fifth Highness has almost no similarities with his father, Qi Song.

After a while, Qi Qianyuan heard a weak voice coming from behind the curtain.

"Is there any difference between leaving with you and staying here with me?"

"Actually, there is not much difference, you just changed from one cage to another bigger cage." Qi Qianyuan pondered for a moment, then his words suddenly became very light, and he said slowly, "However, everyone in the world Everyone wants to be in this cage."

He heard the person behind the curtain say "OK", and the next moment, the heavy tulle was gathered in his palm and lifted inward.

The child's hair is a little messy, but his body is quite clean. It is much cleaner than when I saw it a few days ago. The slightly loose clothes are loosely worn on him. The fabric is not cheap, but there are cracks at the corners of the clothes, and the cut surface is rough. Like being torn apart.

Qi Qianyuan lowered his eyes and looked over calmly. Seeing that there was no blood on the bed, he knew it.

He has never been a person who cares about fragrances and jades, and he can't utter any comforting words from his mouth. After knowing that there is nothing serious about this person, he is not polite to him. He raised his chin and said, "Get up, tidy up." With your appearance, follow me back to the palace."

Said, Qi Qianyuan untied the knot of the outer robe, took off the soft black robe, and put it on the edge of the bed.

Needless to say, it was obvious that he was asked to wear it, so Po Jun had no choice but to walk down the steps, gathered his clothes together, found a hair tie from the side, tied up his messy black hair, and continued He took off the robe and put it on his body hastily.

Qi Qianyuan stood with his arms crossed and waited for a while. He raised his eyes and looked outside the door. The guards had already dragged the noble down. The servants kowtowed and begged for mercy. line.

Looking back, Po Jun still felt disgusted. His attitude towards mortals was very indifferent, but what this nobleman did was really outrageous. He felt the same as those young children, so he asked: "Will you How to deal with them?"

"That's something Liu Guang Wang needs to consider, not me."

After Qi Qianyuan finished speaking, he turned his head and saw that the people on the bed had almost packed up and were about to get off the ground. They were shaking a little, but he didn't help him, but just stood there and asked him: "The name 'Ayas', How long have you been using it?"

"Since the parents left one after another, no one has called this name again." The child's clear eyes flashed, and every word became jerky, and he insisted on rolling it down his throat several times, crushing it to pieces Only then did he agree to let it out from between his lips and teeth.

Fake.Whether it's his words, his expression, or his tone, they are all fake.

When Po Jun said this, he had no idea at all.He doesn't know what family affection is. Although he said it, he can't understand the meaning behind this sentence, and he can't understand why mortals feel sad because of it. After all, it's just a name.

However, Qi Qianyuan easily believed such a sentence without half the truth.

He seemed to sigh silently and softly, put his knuckles under his lips, and fell into a brief thought.

When Po Jun put on his boots and landed on the ground, Qi Qianyuan looked at Po Jun again, moved his lips, and said——

"Since you have been exiled in the Central Plains and abandoned your original identity, you should also abandon your name."

"From now on, you don't need to hear people calling you 'Ayas'."

Po Jun and Qi Qianyuan looked at each other for a while, trying to see something from those eyes, but unfortunately there was nothing in those eyes, only a cold pool remained, and the heavy fog covered all reflections, not a trace Bright radiance, so he had no choice but to give up, thinking about how long the future will last, he opened his mouth and said, "Then, what name does Your Highness plan to call me by?"

"Qiu Ze, Meng Qiuze." Qi Qianyuan said, "From now on, this will be your name."